Here come the slabs!
Connections or separations?
Who's keeping tabs?
Certainly not the last generations.
Let's get in no altercations.
We build giant labs
To study this alterations.
But who's keeping tabs?
Love gives, but takes and grabs...
Makes slabs out of all nations
And dances, bows, and dabs.
And we're left in this desperations
Trying to heal the stabs
Of this kind of evaluations.
"Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil..."
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